Jailer
Am in chains you’re in chains too
I wear uniforms, you wear uniforms too Am a prisoner,
you’re a prisoner too Mr Jailer
I have fears you have fear too
I will die, you sef go die too
Life is beautiful don’t you think so too Mr Jailer
Am talking to you jailer
Stop calling me a prisoner Let he who is without sin
Be the first to cast the stone Mr Jailer
You suppress all my strategy
You oppress every part of me
What you don’t know, you’re a victim too Mr Jailer
You don’t care about my point of view
If I die another will work for you So you threat me
like a modern slave Mr Jailer
You don’t care about my point of view
If I die another will work for you
So you threat me like a modern slave Mr Jailer
If you walking in a market place Don’t throw stones
Even if you do you just might hit
One of your own Life is not about your policies
All the time So you better rearrange your
Philosophies and be good to your fellow man jailer
I hear my baby say I wan be president
I wan chop money
From my government
What he don’t know
Be say Mr Jailer